July 18th 2012 2:46 pm
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This mornin mama and daddy finished breakfust, and mama was cleanin in the kitchen. Daddy started to walk into the livin room, and there was a big loud thump. Then mama heard daddy say "Peekaboo!!" Mama comed around the corner to see what was happenin. I was kinda hiderin behind a chair, and daddy was lookin at me real stern like. Daddy told mama I jumped off the top of the armoire! Mama said "No, she NEVER gets up there." Daddy told mama he akshly seed me up on the top right behind mama's spensive Roseville vase, and then when I seed daddy I leaped off the top clear to the floor. Daddy builded the armoire for our tel-bishun and all the quipments, and it is taller than mama, more than 5 feets tall. Mama was kinda horror-fied that I was up there, and she is worried I might break somethin or hurt myself.
Mama always sez she has to stay awake at night tryin to outsmart me and Gunnie, but she already had a plan cuz Guns used ta jump up on the armoire when he was just a kitten. Mama tooked a piece of carderboard and laid strips of big sticky silver tape on every single inch of the carderboard. Then she put it on top of the little anteek phone table. Now if I try to jump up, I will get all stucked up in the tape. Mama told daddy not to be sprised if I runned through the house with the carderboard stucked to my behind cuz I got a real floofy tail, floofy bloomers, and real hairy toes on my fat paws. I think it is gettin pretty close to Peekaboo abuse, but mama sez if I am not bad, it will never happen. Well, I am NOT bad; I am just real kurius bout things. Besides, Gunnie told me I should go up and check it out cuz the view is real cool. Hmmmmm... Do you think my bruther cat is tryin to get revenj on me for tellin bout him bonkin his head tryin to jump in the window when the curtins were closed?
July 14th 2012 11:02 am
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Hey, Catster. Thank you for givin me a DDP today. It was a real sprize cuz I have not writed in my diary for awhile.
Now I gotta tell an em-barrassin story bout my bruther cat, Gunnie. It has beened real hot here, like in the mid to upper 90's. Usually that does not happen until August. It has been so hot that mama has been runnin the air condishunner all day long. I got lotsa fur, and I get too hot real easy. Mama has also been keepin the curtin thingies closed to keep the sun from comin in and makin our house even hotter.
I guess most kitties know that Guns and I got a birdie watchin window in the dinin room. It is a bay window. The middle does not open, but both sides do, and mama usually opens the windows so Guns and I can get a breeze and hear the birdies and stuff while we are watchin out the window.
The dinin room is on the west, so the sun beats in through our birdie watchin window. Mama has pretty curtins on the window that go all the way to the floor. To keep the hot sun out, mama closed the curtins. Guns and I were kinda sprized to find the curtins closed, but I stood on my hinder leggies and kinda pushed the curtin outta the way. Then I had to hop bout three times cuz it was straight up into the window, but I made it.
Sometime after I jumped out of the window, Guns wanted up. I guess he forgot bout the anteek leaded glass window thingie that hangs in the middler of our birdie watchin window. Guns did not push the curtain outta the way; he just tried to jump into the window. THUNK! Guns hit the anteek hangin thingie and bounced off back onto the floor. Bruthers can be such dufuses!
Guns did get one thing outta his window crashin. Mama ran and scooped him up and made a big fuss over him and cuddled him and stuff. Then mama pulled the curtin back from the edge of the birdie watchin window and lifted Guns up into the window. Then mama showed him how to jumpster down.
So, I hafta ask...Does that mean I am smarter than my bruther cat?
July 6th 2012 8:32 pm
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Ooh, ooh! Mama ordered some giant terry batters today, one for me and one for Guns. Mama sed they are so cute she could not resist. There was a lion, mouse, bunny, and catty-piller. Mama ordered a bunny and a lion. I think I want the bunny all for my own, and Guns can have the lion. Ooh, ooh; I catnot wait to beat the stuffin outta my new bunny. We do not have no high tech toys cept our laser light, but mama does get us new toys sumtimes because we play with our toys lots.
Did I ever tell ya how I play with our toys? Well, there is a little plastic basket by the dinin room. It is full of lots and lotsa toys. When I want a toy, first I start scootin the toy basket around the kitchen floor. Then when that does not help, I tipper the basket over and spill all the toys out on the floor. That makes it easier to find the toy I want, and I always need to play with a speshl toy. Mama sez I am very, very good at gettin the toys out but not so good at puttin em back in the basket. Well, a course; that is no fun at all, mama!
Oh, no! What if Gunnie wants the bunny? That would be terbl cuz a Peekaboo Princess catnot play with lion toys. No, no, never...
July 6th 2012 1:18 pm
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Woohoo! Our dear little kitty friend, Monida, is gonna be a Big Sky kitty. She and her mama are movin to Montana cuz her mama gotted a new job. We will prakticly be neighbors.
Don't worry bout bears or fires, Monida. It is just eksiterin, and it is not very skary at all. I think the fireyworks boomies were skarier than bears. I guess Gunnie and I are not skared of fires neether cuz a coupla nights ago we gotted our own little fire engine in the driverway. It was from the Sand Coulee Volunteer Fire Departmunt. Hey, Sand Coulee firemen, THANKS from me and Gunnie for savin our little butts from the big bad grass fire. Didja see us wavin our little paws out the window as you left?
June 29th 2012 9:32 pm
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Mama says I have a fluffy bottom! Well, akshly I am pretty fluffy and floofy everywhere. When mama first gotted me I was pretty fluffy. Then when I got a little older, I was not so fluffy. Then I was fluffy again and then not so fluffy.
Now mama catnot figure out what is goin on with me cuz it is summer, and all of a sudden I have so much floof and fluffies that mama says I look huge! It is true, just when I should be sheddin, my furs are fluffier and floofier than ever.
Mama thinks I am part Maine Coon, so maybee I am just gettin finished growin my fluffies? I do not know, but I do know that Mr. Air Condishunner is my friend
P.S. My bruther is meen. He is callin me Fluffy Butt. I think he is just jellus cuz he is sleek like a seal, and I am gorgeeeusly fluffy.
June 28th 2012 12:01 pm
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Guns and I got a little rat with a pocket in his tummy for catnipshun. We love Mr. Rat cuz he smells nice, and he also gots a skweeker inside. If we pounce on him, he will go SKWEEK!!!!
I beened playin with Mr. Rat lots lately on Mr. Big Bed. I like to toss him around and pounce on him. Then sometimes I pretend he is my baby and give him a bath.
Anyway, last night mama got reddy for bed. When she comed in she did not turn on the light. Poor Mr. Rat was on the floor right next to Mr. Big Bed, and mama steppered right on him. He went SKWEEK!!!!! and almost skared mama to deaths. Guns and I tried not to giggle cuz it skared mama so bad, but it was kinda funny.
June 27th 2012 5:06 pm
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Now bears are not the top story round here. We got fires goin all over the place. It is almost too skary for me to even think bout, peeples and kitties and even dawgs havin to leave and stay at things they call "shelters" (are they like kitty and dawg shelters?) and then maybee not havin a home anymore.
The wind has been horbl for the past coupla days, and mama sez if a fire started, they could not stop it. Mama let me and Guns watch the news, but it was too skary. Lotsa smoke and flames and helika-flopters droppin huge thingies of water on the fire, but it did not seem to help much. It is onliest the beginnin of fire season here in Big Sky Country and a long time before the snow flies again to put out the forest fires. Lotsa fires will be surrounded, but then they will burn inside what mama calls "containment" lines until it snows.
Now it is fireyworks season. Guns and I did not mind much last year, but this year the boomies are makin us run to see what is makin the noise, and we are not sure we like it. Mama acts like nothin is happenin, but I think she is just tryin not to skare us. Guns and I sure hope peeples use some sense when they shoot off their fireyworks and do not start no grass fires.
I asked mama bout the booms, and she said they will not hurt us. Then I asked how long they will keep goin boom, and mama sed a long time. Maybee Guns and I can go to the spa where we catnot hear the fireyworks?
June 24th 2012 8:25 pm
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Yesterday mama went to Summer Celebrashun in Ft. Benton to spend time with daddy and shop! Mama got up real early. First she did reg-lur stuff like doin her hair and takin cares of me and Gunnie. Then she packed a buncha stuff and left! Gunnie and I waited all day for mama to come home, but it got real dark and real late, and she never camed.
Early this mornin Sapphire pulled into the driverway, and mama got out. I was all eksitered bout mama bein home, but it did not last long.
When mama went out in the kitchen, she saw what Gunnie did. See, Gunnie was hungry. We tried to get the lid off the kitty chow can, but we were not stronged enough. Gunnie said he would jump up on the counter and get us some Paula Deen blueberry coffeecake. I said "No, we will get in trubls cuz mama will know we ate the coffeecake." Gunnie said he did not care; he is a guy cat, and he can eat the coffeecake if he wants. His plan was good, but he did not count on the coffeecake thingie not comin open when it dived off the counter. See, Gunnie was tryin to get the thingie open, but it would not budge, so he thought maybee if he shoved it off the counter, it would pop open when it falled onliest it did not, so we had to wait for grampster to bring us dinner.
Mama was mad when she sawed the coffeecake thingie upside down on the floor. She asked who did it, and I got skared and runned away, but then I peeked around the corner and covered my giggle with a paw while I watched Gunnie gettin in trubl. Gunnie stayed there and tried to bluff his way outta trubl, but mama knowed he did it. I onlieest think mama did not stay mad cuz the coffeecake was OK.
The onliest funny thing was grampster did not even notis the coffeecake thingie turned over on the floor when he gave us our snak this mornin.
So, the score is mama 1, coffeecake 1, and Gunnie 0.
June 18th 2012 2:20 pm
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Jeepers, if I hafta hear the big suckin machine come on one more time, I am gonna screameow! Mama spended all day yesterday cleanerin, and today she is still at it. She is noisy, and the glass cleanin stuff is stinky, and Guns and I just wish she would stop the madness! Mama sez our house looks real nice now in the super cleanerish parts, but Guns and I catnot tell no diffrunce. We do not care if the coffee tabler doesn't got no kitty paw prints no more or if the counters in the kitchen don't got no more sawdust on em or if the glass on the pitchers on the wall is sparklin or even if there is not no kitty litter on the floor in the bathyroom. We just want mama to finish with her post-new floor cleanerin and play with us. Who knewed gettin a new floor would make mama do spring cleanerin? Please, mama, are you almost doned?
June 17th 2012 9:40 pm
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Billy and Brian finished our new floor on Friday afternoon. By the time they left, mama was too tired to start cleanerin. Then Saturday mama mowed the lawn cuz it is sposed to storm here for the next few days. After doin the whole lawn, mama was, you guessed it, too tired to clean!
Today mama sed gettin our house back was her "mission," so after we all readened the Sunday newsypaper, mama started cleanerin. Everything was all dusty, and lotsa things were put away, so mama had to put em all back. There was lotsa dusterin, washin, and polishin goin on. Gunnie irritated mama by whinin for more foodies all day long, but I helped with the cleanerin. Every time mama saw me, I was layin on the new floor cleanerin it with my fluffy furs and big bushy tail. I wonder why she did not tell me what a good job I was doin.
Anyway, our house almost looks brand new cuz everything in the dinin room, kitchen, and livin room sparkles. Now mama sez we may have to move so our house stays perfect. Hey, Guns, where are we movin to?
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